This feeling is intense. Its like a dreaming haze... It produces strange chemicals. That take hold and shake my brain... Whirling around. They generate this buzz... My senses have awoken. My gates begin to open. My head twirls in circles. Drifting into neverwhere... Tendrils of passion. Graze over me gently. Creating a sense of. Blissful distraction. Floating past my skin. Spinning. Spinning... My senses have awoken. My gates begin to open. My head twirls in circles. Drifting into neverwhere... Its a world where everything is pretty again... Flowers blooming all around again... I inhale the sweet scent. Trying to hold onto some element... Before the dream slips away... And reality... Becomes... My curse... My senses have awoken. My gates begin to open. My head twirls in circles. Drifting into neverwhere...